Young adulthood, so far, seems like an exercise in “figuring it out.” Students are released from high school with the promise that they can do anything they put their minds to.

Unfortunately, most of us aren’t given much more direction than that. Oh, sure, we get advice from people here and there, but for the most part in our 20s, we have to make a great deal of decisions that will affect the quality of the rest of our lives.

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Last month my husband returned from two grueling months on the road. For the first time, Tom was driving for a “core metal” band as it crisscrossed North America for the Mayhem Festival Tour. This was quite a challenge for a man who tends to gravitate toward classic rock from the 1960s and 70s, along with a healthy dose of Elvis on Sirius radio each day. The outrageousness of the entire experience definitely tested him, and I’ve been entertained royally with tales from the road.

There’s a room in our house where I’ve rehabbed after each surgery and kept my legs under me in between. You’ll find basic exercise equipment and accessories plus a therapy table. But you’ll also find what is probably the most important piece of my therapy equation — music. And because music inspires and motivates me more than anything else, the exercise room also doubles as a music room. Upon first glance one would probably think it was inhabited by someone with multiple personality disorder. But maybe it’s more accurate to say I suffer from “diversity disorder.”

Why are all the movies from my childhood getting a 3D uplift?
First, it was “The Lion King,” then “Beauty and the Beast,” “Star Wars: Episode One” (3D could only help that movie) and now “Titanic.”
I remember going to see all of these movies in their original releases, with the exception of “Beauty and the Beast,” and they all had a profound effect on me in their 2D glory.
Possibly the greatest influence of all these was “Titanic,” a movie that not only inspired a love of cinema but also caused me to become an idealist from a very young age.

When “Titanic” came out, I was fascinated by the story and watched all the “Titanic” related movies (“A Night to Remember” the 1953 “Titanic,” the 1996 made for television “Titanic” and any documentary on the ship I could find.)

I bought the “Titanic” soundtrack and got a “Titanic” poster for my birthday, which I displayed proudly over my bed for years.